The envy of the cultivators

"Long time no see, brother Lei!"

Tang Hao smiled at Lei zhentian.

Lei zhentian was one of the few old friends he had in Pangu.

"Divine Lord, you're too polite. This junior can't accept being called brother Thunder!"

Lei zhentian said in a panic.

He looked at the old friend in front of him, his expression somewhat emotional and somewhat bitter.

It had only been a few years since they last met at the heavenly Peng mountain! His cultivation had only improved slightly, but this person had already advanced to the seventh tribulation, reaching a realm that was difficult for him to reach.

But then, he became excited and proud.

Both of them came from the lower realm and were once from the same sect. He was naturally happy that this person could achieve such achievements in Pangu.

In the future, the status of lower realm cultivators like them would also rise in Pangu.

"I'm fine!" Tang Hao smiled.

"Brother Lei? That's not an ordinary title!"